What is the sense of curing a child one day and killing him with fright the next ?' 'The child will be fortunate all his life.

He has seen a great healing.

When I was a child I made clay men and horses.' 'I have made them too.

Sir Banas, he comes in the night and makes them all alive at the back of our kitchen-midden,' piped the child.
'And so thou art not frightened at anything.

Eh, Prince ?' 'I was frightened because my father was frightened.